Chapter One Hundred and Seven: My Time Is Precious
The security of Future Technology is relatively good, except for the employees, outsiders in the company must be registered and allowed to enter the company. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info So the future technology is generally very clean.
But speaking of the future, there is nothing to steal in the technology, the core of Jarvis is in Zhang Yang's factory, and technology and Jarvis exist together, but there is no doubt that the protection measures of the factory are very strict, not to mention that there are a lot of robots in it.
After a period of time, Zhang Yang will materialize his personal butler. (You can refer to the robot in the movie "I, Robot", but it is definitely not self-conscious, and everything follows the program.) If self-awareness arises, any procedure or rule can be bypassed. But as far as machines are concerned, they are not self-conscious, and no matter how much they look like people, they are just a program. )
Zhang Yang was expressionless when he was talking to the professors, and Peng Yi didn't say much. It seems that the matter is taught by them, but what is the use, after all, this is the future technology, and the master of the future technology has spoken, what can you do?
All they could do was to watch Caesar respectfully send the professors away, and whoever touched Zhang Yang's moldy head at this time probably wouldn't be too comfortable. Ye Ningxue looked at Zhang Yang's expressionless face and drove the professors away, and couldn't help but feel a little congested.
"What difference does these professors have or do for me, and what do they have or don't have for future technology?" Hearing what Zhang Yang said, Ye Ningxue thought about it and understood what Zhang Yang was thinking.
These professors are just a burden to Zhang Yang, although they have been hanging for a few days, but there is really no sense of embarrassment. It's just that Zhang Yang is preparing his own things, and Zhang Yang also has his own identity, and it's not just that he can see it.
It's good to invite you to come, but I don't owe you anything in terms of benefits, Zhang Yang didn't need you people, at the beginning, Qian Lao and they stayed in the future, but Zhang Yang was embarrassed to let them leave. Now that Professor Yu touched Zhang Yang's moldy head, Zhang Yang originally had the intention of driving them away, so he sent them away, is there anything wrong?
When Ye Ningxue was thinking about it, the mobile phone rang, and when she took out her mobile phone, it turned out to be a message from the company's front desk: "There are many media waiting to interview Mr. Zhang at the door of the company, and I heard that it is for the Turing Award." Putting aside the mess in his mind, he relayed the news from the front desk to Zhang Yang.
"Okay, interview for interview." Zhang Yang frowned, and his tone was a little bored.
Being famous is indeed a good thing, but it must be the opposite, for Zhang Yang, he would rather not be famous, he is now going to the factory to practice some simple ideas in his heart, just take it by the way to accept an interview.
Zhang Yang and his entourage arrived at the front desk, only to see a dense crowd, as soon as they saw Zhang Yang come out, the flashes continued, which is one of the reasons why Zhang Yang was bored. took the microphone prepared at the front desk, and said politely: "Because of time constraints, I will only answer two questions, and these two questions will be asked by one person I designated." “
There is no doubt about this approach, although it is very uncomfortable to look at Zhang Yang in the flash, but he can see one eager face after another, as if they are all saying: "Choose me, choose me." Zhang Yang naturally wanted to end it quickly, so he pointed to someone at random.
"Is it me? It's me, it's me. Cheng Huaizhi was a little incredulous, and jumped up in the crowd, for fear that Zhang Yang would point the wrong point. Today was his lucky day, and he had another opportunity to interview Zhang Yang.
Since he was promoted, he has been paying attention to the development of future science and technology, Zhang Yang's award is of course within his scope of attention, and he came very early this time, so he was ranked in the first position, and the result happened to be clicked by Zhang Yang.
"Yes, that's you." The front desk took the opportunity to hand another microphone to Cheng Huaizhi. The reporters next to him all looked at Cheng Huaizhi angrily, and they all felt that this guy had snatched their opportunity.
"Mr. Zhang, hello, I am Cheng Huaizhi from Sina, I am very excited to get the opportunity to interview you this time, my first question is when will you go to the United States to receive the award?" Cheng Huaizhi quickly came to his senses, showing the qualities that a journalist should have.
"No, I'm not going, my time is precious, I won't waste it on such meaningless things, okay, next question." Zhang Yang did not give Cheng Huaizhi too many opportunities.
Cheng Huaizhi was a little stunned, such an award was said to be meaningless by Zhang Yang. But the response was quick: "The second question is, you are the first Turing Award winner in the history of China and the youngest in the history of the world. How do you feel about winning the Turing Award? “
"Thoughts? I'm sorry, but I just got the news, and I heard that this award is very powerful, but I won't accept it, and I can't talk about my feelings. If I had to say anything, it would be that I don't. Thank you for the interview. Handing the microphone back to the front desk, Zhang Yang was about to leave, of course the reporters refused, but under the protection of Peng Yi and Caesar, Zhang Yang still got into the car smoothly.
With just these two questions, in such a short period of time, they could have gotten more news, so they naturally refused to let Zhang Yang go so easily. However, under the protection of Caesar, there is nothing to do with Zhang Yang.
Even after Zhang Yang got into the car, the reporters still refused to give up, chasing the car that had just started and asked Zhang Yang: "Mr. Zhang, why don't you want to receive the Turing Award?" ”
"Mr. Zhang, may I ask ......?"
However, Cheng Huaizhi was not like those reporters at this time, but stood stupidly in place, anyway, he had already been given the opportunity to ask questions twice.
Ye Ningxue and Zhang Yang sat in the same car, and Peng Yi and Caesar were in several cars.
"Xiaoxue, do you think the Turing Award is so attractive? So many journalists, like flies. Zhang Yang spoke without scruples.
"Of course, don't you have so many firsts in history? The profession of a journalist is indeed clingy, but there is no way, it is their job. Ye Ningxue also pointed out the essence of the matter at the first moment. Zhang Yang naturally understands this, but hate is hate.
"Then why was this Turing Award suddenly awarded to me?" Zhang Yang has never figured out this, it stands to reason that he doesn't know how many papers he has published to win this award, and he hasn't published a few papers at all, how can he give him such the highest award at once?
Ye Ningxue was stunned, after hearing the news, she never thought about why Zhang Yang won this award, and she didn't know how to answer for a while. "Is it because of holographic technology? Or is it a personal butler? Perhaps. Ye Ningxue thought so in her heart.
"Okay, don't dwell on it so much, do your own thing, what awards, what praise and slander, what does it have to do with me." Zhang Yang is chic, and now he doesn't have to care about these things at all.
Who cares if you win the Nobel Prize or the Turing Award, as long as Zhang Yang continues to make cross-era products, what is the gaze of others? It's nothing at all.